Late For French - (Fransykes)

Chapter 6

A/N: Currently suffering from tonsillitis :( i was feeling alright until my mum made me eat doritos with salsa dip which burned my tonsils! >_< NEVER DO THAT! Anyway, before that happen I managed to feel alright to update this :)  Oh and thats how Mr Franceschi looks in this story ^

Oliver's POV

By the time Mr Franceschi and I got to the second floor everyone was lined up outside the classroom talking loudly amongst themselves as they waited for us.

I joined the end of the line with Lynn who gave me a questioning look when she saw me arrive with a very pissed off looking Mr Franceschi.

"What's going on?" she asks me suspiciously as her eyes follows Mr Franceschi.

"He caught me sucking off Jona didn't he?" I shrug boredly as if it was no big deal.

"He what?!" she yells with wide eyes.

I quickly shh her and clasps my hand over her mouth to shut her up. I didn't want anyone else in our French class overhearing and I certainly didn't want to piss Mr Franceschi off anymore than I have already. He'll probably give me more stupid tutoring lessons.

I pull Lynn a couple of feet away from the line so I could talk to hear privately. She stares back at me still in absolute shock but her expression is quick to changed into a frown of disappointment and then into a look of disgust. It was quite funny seeing all her different reaction to this.

"Surely he hasn't let you and Jona get away with it?"

"Jona's got a month detention and he's forcing me to take tutoring lessons from him twice a week instead of reporting us to the head teacher." I grumble crossing my arms over my chest, unhappy with my punishment.

Lynn suddenly starts giggling at me and I send her a glare in questioning.

"Wow, before you know it you'll be at the top of the class and the biggest teachers pet." She teases doing the stupid Loser sign above her head with her hand.

"I will not! Just because he's making me go to these stupid lessons doesn't mean I'm going to cooperate and do the work." I say adamantly.

"Damn and I was hoping you wouldn't be copying me anymore." Lynn teases and I give her a playful glare.

The class room door was now open and everyone started walking into the class room which we were quick to follow.

"Oh and by the way, never give head," I tell her. "It's disgusting and messy and rather salty." I grimace  at the memory.

"Ew, gross Oli!" she grimace and scrunches up her nose in disgust.

I laugh at her reaction as we sit down in our usual seats at the back of the room.

She's my best friend I tell her everything even my sexual experiences and disasters despite how detailed they may be and how much she didn't want to know about them. I still told her pretty much everything and she does the same even though she has no sexual experiences whatsoever. Her and Jordan seriously need to get it on soon, it's obvious how much they like each other.

"Just thought I'd give you a warning, you know? I know how much you hate sour sweets." I say teasing her and making her feel super awkward.

"Okay stop, I don't need to hear this." She says putting her hands over her ears in an attempt not to hear anymore of the subject.